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Just completely stunned.

Three seconds later, deafening laughter erupted in the classroom.

"Damn Aunt Rong? What the hell is this? Hahaha... Xu Xiaonan, you are really rushing to make people take advantage!"

"Hahaha...I treat you as a classmate and you treat me as a nephew? My just-grown head is about to laugh again hahaha..."

At this moment, Xu Xiaonan, the face of the mocking partner, was as dark as a pot lid. He kicked the table next to him and said angrily: "What are you laughing at?"

Then he looked at Song Qinrong again: "You are ungrateful. You are kidding that you respect you. You really dare to use your senior sister to gild your face! Haha, if I were you, I would have been unable to get into college at such a young age, so I would have been hiding in the countryside to fend for myself. What kind of face would I have come here to show off my power?"

Hearing this, Song Qinrong sighed softly.

Xu Xiaonan was even more angry by her inexplicable sigh, and her sarcastic voice couldn't help but grow louder and louder: "How many times have Uncle Song said that, he only has a senior sister as a daughter. You, an old hen who ran from the countryside, are you embarrassed to recognize relatives with your senior sister? What a big face! Do you think that by relying on the relationship between the Fang family, you can become the same as your senior sister? Let me tell you, the senior sister is the eternal myth of our affiliated high school, and the goddess in the hearts of all boys in the school. You are the only one..."

Seeing Xu Xiaonan's mouth chattering endlessly, Song Qinrong tskated softly and interrupted the other party's sarcasm: "I said..."

Xu Xiaonan paused: "What?"

Song Qinrong looked at him with some embarrassment, and sighed for a while: "Do you have a bad Chinese language?"

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Xu Xiaonan was caught off guard and retorted in anger: "What's your business?"

Song Qinrong smiled and said, "Since I have accepted this Aunt Rong, I have to care about your nephew's achievements. In the situation just now, did you say I was showing off my power? This word is not appropriate. If you really want to use it, it should also be used on you. As for me, um..."

Song Qinrong's voice was crisp and her tone was calm, which contrasted with Xu Xiaonan's harsh ridicule. Everyone's attention was subconsciously attracted by her and they all calmed down to listen to her.

"I'm the most..." Song Qinrong frowned and thought for a moment, then she opened her cherry lips and said word by word, "Live, old, sell, old."

???

Why are you very proud to use the word "relying on your old age" on yourself? Is this Bichi really ashamed?

Everyone burst into laughter, and the laughter almost overturned the roof. I don’t know whether they were laughing at Xu Xiaonan or Song Qinrong.

But Song Qinrong looked calm and gentle, but Xu Xiaonan's face was extremely hard to see.

Anyone who comes here will think that everyone is laughing at Xu Xiaonan.

"Song, Qin, Rong!"

Xu Xiaonan felt that he was about to be as angry as he was ascended to heaven.

"Did you get into history? I'm scolding you, can't you hear it? I'm correcting my words, I want you to correct..."

Before the scolding ended, it was interrupted by a stern shout at the door.

"What are you doing when you stand there? Your ears are deaf, didn't you hear the preparatory bell?"

At some point, the math teacher was already standing at the door of the classroom.

The boy in the front seat had already returned. Seeing that Xu Xiaonan had his place, he had no choice but to wait next to him.

Seeing this, the math teacher frowned: "Xu Xiaonan, why are you again? Why don't you go back to my seat!"

Xu Xiaonan was so angry that he was forced to go back by the math teacher.

He narrowed his eyes and finally got up slowly, but he didn't rush to leave. Instead, he stretched out his index finger and pointed it at Song Qinrong, almost poking her face: "You have a habit, wait for me after school."

"No, that's not." Song Qinrong shook her head calmly, "I don't need to invite food."

"What are you doing!"

Xu Xiaonan was so angry that he almost slapped over. He slapped the table hard and was about to curse: "Who is going to treat you to a meal? Do you have any brains..."

Suddenly, an impatient gaze in the corner swept towards him.

Xu Xiaonan instantly felt like someone was grabbing the back of fate's neck, and his mouth was as quiet as a chicken.

Seeing that the student who had always had a headache finally returned to his seat, the math teacher breathed a sigh of relief and walked up to the podium to start the lecture.

Song Qinrong didn't listen, her eyes swept across the entire class, and finally fell into the corner, the boy who was sleeping on his verge of lying on his verge of slept.

If I remember correctly, it was him just now. With just one look, he calmed Xu Xiaonan, who could not even handle even the math teacher.

But now, even though there are students sleeping in class, the serious and upright math teacher turns a blind eye to this.

Even the students around him looked ordinary.

Song Qinrong blinked thoughtfully.

She lowered her head, took out the math textbook and flipped it out, took out the physics textbook and flipped it out. After flipping through all the textbooks, she took out a blank exercise book and started drawing.

Tang Xin, who was standing beside him, looked at his new deskmate in confusion, and then painted in math class unscrupulously, trying to say something, but moved his lips, but finally lowered his head.

The east side of the city is in the suburbs.

Heart-wrenching screams came from time to time in the basement of a manor.

"Ah-kill me! You kill me!"

After a long time, the bald man was covered in blood and was tied up and pressed to the ground. He had already vented more and had less air intake.

On the sofa not far away, Fu Sichen, in a dark suit, was sitting. He was lowering his head and playing with the dagger in his hand intently. There was no emotion on his gentle and gentle face.

"The servant has been examined. The bald man who instructed her to put drugs in the fifth young master's biscuits was indeed this bald man." Chen Yan reported carefully, "But this guy is very stern and has not dug out who is upstream of him yet."

The bald man pressed on the ground laughed softly at this moment: "Hahaha... It's such a good show of brotherly friendship, Fu Sichen! There are no outsiders here, so why are you pretending to be with me?"

"Shut up! You deserve to call the fourth young master?" Chen Yan jumped up immediately and kicked the bald man hard.

The bald man was kicked and spit out a mouthful of blood, but his face became even more fearless: "You five brothers, have you turned against each other long ago in order to compete for the position of head of the family? I let the fifth young master get addicted to drugs and completely ruin him. Isn't this a good thing for you? Why do you have to deal with me..."

He had already found it very clearly.

The five brothers of the Fu family are all good not to kill each other. How could they help one of them when one of them was killed?

"Oh?" Hearing this, the dagger that Fu Sichen was playing with suddenly stopped.

For some reason, just such a simple pause, the bald man's heart seemed to be grabbed by something, and a chill rose from his back.

I saw Fu Sichen turn his face and his eyes slowly lifting up, which is cold and thin.

"So, should I thank you?"
Chapter completed!